Chapter 95

Duan Changyu has been standing quietly by the side, thinking about finding an opportunity to ask the Rong family about storing military rations after the young marshal has secured the media for the Rong family.

Hearing the three words Chu Yunyao suddenly, he choked on his own saliva in fright, covered his mouth, suppressed and coughed desperately.

Although the young lady is a little ugly, a little short, a little thinner, and she is not welcomed by the young marshal, but she is the young lady who is being married by the young marshal's mansion.

He even blatantly said in front of the young marshal that he and the young lady were in love with each other...

Dare to hit the idea on the young lady.

Just die.

Duan Changyu managed to stop his cough. Seeing that the hot tea had burned Mo Lingyuan's palms red, he quickly took a tissue and handed it to him. He picked up the bone china teacup on the ground and handed it to the servant to clean.

Seeing that Mo Lingyuan reacted so strongly, neither the Rongbai family could understand why.

Rong Xiu thought of the diamond hairpin on Chu Yunyao's head, and saw Mo Lingyuan's frightening eyes, as if a mountain rain was about to come, and his heart became more and more panicked.

"Young Marshal, don't tell me you like Miss Chu too, so you don't want to help us?" Rong Xiu stood up young and vigorous, and shouted with his neck stuck: "Young Marshal, you are already married, and lovers will eventually get married. I would rather tear down ten seats. Temple, don't destroy a family, you should understand this truth better than us..."

Master Rong also saw some clues, fearing that Rong Xiu's bad tone would offend Mo Lingyuan, he quickly scolded his son: "Presumptuous, young commander, did you just speculate at will?"

His tone slowed down, and he gave a big gift to Mo Lingyuan, "Young Marshal, for the sake of the close relationship between the Rong family and the Marshal's Mansion, and for the sake of the dead wife of the warlord, I beg you to sell me with this old face. personal affection.

A little girl is nothing to you, Young Marshal, but to our Xiu'er, it is no different from obsession.

I also ask the young commander to complete it.

In the future, generations of descendants of the Rong family will only look up to you, the young marshal. "

Duan Changyu sighed silently: In order to marry the Young Madam, let alone these expensive gifts, Master Rong has pledged all the friendship of generations here. If the Young Madam is not the Young Madam, but just a small family doctor in the Young Marshal's Mansion, what should he do? how nice.

The Rong family's military pay and food were all settled, so he didn't have to worry about it.

But the problem is, no matter how difficult the Young Marshal's Mansion is, they can't sell the Young Madam for the big backer of the Rong family.

How is this different from a scumbag who sells his wife for glory?

Chu Qingze has always wanted to win over the Bai family and the Rong family for the Si family. If he knew that his most disliked daughter-in-law had such great value, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood and regret it.

Mo Lingyuan slowly wiped the tea off his hands with a paper towel, sat steadily, and received the great gift from Master Rong.

With a cold snort, his voice was icy cold, "Chengquan? Mr. Rong, you can find out who exactly is Chu Yunyao?"

"This..." Elder Rong glanced at Rong Xiu, who was restless: "Who else could it be? It's just the resident doctor of your family."

Seeing that Mo Lingyuan was getting more and more displeased, Rong Lao asked tentatively: "Or, this girl has already opened her face and become a person in your room?"

If this is the case, the Rong family will definitely not allow such a girl to enter.

Rong Xiu became angry and made a fuss: "Impossible, even if she becomes the concubine of the Young Marshal's Mansion, she must be involuntary and forced by you. She said that she has no one she likes at all."

段长宇实在听不下去了，一拳揍在容修的肚子上：“放肆，我们少夫人也是你敢随意求娶的？”